Long Overdue

Today, a car was driving SUPER SLOW in front of me, and I had already had road rage b/c it was 5o'clock traffic! Well, as my frustration builds, I notice that their tire is flat. Having had a good 20 flat tires in my life, my condolences go out to this person. I ponder...should I stop and help? No, Megan, you're not strong enough to get the lug nuts off. Dang. Not my day to shine as a good Samaritan. Well, I notice it's a lady. Poor lady. However, there were plenty of places for this goober to turn off and get help. 4 stop signs later, she brakes, I pass her. Mind you, I can see tire debris flying from her what is left of a tire and rim. As I pass, I notice this lady does not just have a flat tire, but also half of her bumper is missing. Hm. Where could it have gone? What if she was a hit and run and taking the back roads so no one would know? The point is, it was freaking hilarious!

It's been a while since I've shared to world the stories of my life. Just like always, there have been plenty of awkward, foot in mouth, illogical, ridiculous moments.

Let me begin:
This past Monday, my roommate was gone babysitting, so it was me by my lonesome with Mary Merlot, of course! (P.S. I got a kitty cat for Christmas. I'll explain her greatness later:) Well, it's about 20 below outside, and I hear "KNOCK KNOCK"..."KNOCK KNOCK". Looking at Mary Merlot and wanting to depend on her if needed for safety reasons, obviously. She doesn't look to promising. I approach the peep hole, look out..and it appears to be a maintenance man. Should I answer? Well, if I don't, he'll come in anyway because they have keys. I answer. "Hey, I work for the newspaper.......blah blah blah...will you sign here...profits go to my schooling." Never judge a book by its cover his clothing does look creditable. (So did Ted Bundy's! AH!) Before I realize it, I'm back in my apartment writing a check for $27.70 to receive the newspaper EVERY SINGLE DAY for the next 3mos. I'm in nursing school...I don't have time to read. Okay, whatev, did a good deed for the city. I wanted to make sure he was legit, so I got a phone number and his full name. Way to think ahead, Meg. He did give me a carbon copy receipt to give me. So, the best part is he asks me if I'm looking for a job. "Well, no." "OH REALLY, you've got the BEST personality for this! If you ever need a part time job, give me a call." Oh, me. Yes, this is my life.

Back to Mary Merlot, the love of my life. All I wanted for Christmas was a kitten..& money for a plane ticket for my trip to Philadelphia (You remember, Jackie, the girl who fell, from Philly) ...& ink cartridges for my printer. Sad. Considering my mom just had her 2nd hip replacement, she was unable to find a kitty for me. Speaks volume. You want to get things done in life, you have to do them yourself. I go to the vet in which I worked a good 3yrs. They happen to have 2 felines- 1 CRAZY kitten & 1 somewhat grown kitty. I take the somewhat grown kitty, and proceeded to name her Mary Merlot.

She's phenomenal. A little crazy at times. And by times, I mean every a.m. when we wake, sometimes in the mid-afternoon & one more spell before bed. She loves to lie on you and any part of your body possible. When I'm lying on my side, she hangs on my hips, my head, my knees, whatever she pleases. Any time my cell phone makes a noise, she rushes to it. She's my own little Lassy! Actually, she's just the nosiest thing ever! She LOVES toys...and the top shelf of my closet. Mind you, I like to keep all my shoes in order by style, color, and texture. Well for Merlot to be able to reach the top shelf, she must topple all of my precious, strategically placed shoes. Damn cat.

I begin my adult clinicals tomorrow...Hematology/Oncology floor! I'm so excited! My instructor is a Oncology Nurse Practitioner, which is so admiring. I would love to learn more about that avenue for my nursing career. It's neat too, because the floor that I will be working on is the same floor where I had 3 of my radiation treatments some time ago. Crazy.

'Til next time.